another Christmas over and a new year yet to come..

Somebody should have given me some self control for Christmas.

Have eaten entire box of chocolate cornflake cakes, half a pork pie, weetabix, 2 slices of Christmas cake and a selection of Roses chocolates.. Need to stop eating crap!

Am beginning to feel like a big dense person full of meat and chocolate!

Well, that is over for another year now, hope everyone had a good time. I had a rather chilled Christmas, Ice skating on Christmas eve was probably my favourite bit (a rather timid James was wobbling round the rink holding my arm, his confidence slowing growing, when one of the stewards nearly knocked him over..) James is back at work now, leaving me to graze the fridge, and now reality of workload has kicked in. Didn't stop me going shopping though mwuahahaha! Was very distressing, so many people (glaring, tugging, tripping etc.) and only 3 pairs of trousers in entire store sized 10 long.. In the end I managed to get a suit that had quite a pretty knee length skirt (obviously meant to go down to ankle..).

Well done James!

Well, there we are - James has got his place at Warwick uni for next year.

Gah.. have now got to actually look for accommodation etc.!

Am so proud of him!

Am I in Dallas?

I wonder if I have just woken up and a year and a half just didn't happen?

Being back at Sainsbury's is v. v. odd. Nothing has changed at all. Well, apart from not having my James there to talk to and watch rubbing his eyes (he always used to stand by the bananas for about ten minutes rubbing his eyes like a cat..v. sweet) Have now got 2 days off which is great (I have "the dissertation" to write over Christmas..) but after Thursday I have 2 more yucky 2-10 shifts..

James is going over to Toms with Stu on Saturday evening for Christmas food and drinks, games etc. and I am stuck at work til 10. Hmm.

At least I have my nice Christmas eve day :)

Have decided now that we will get the train into Birmingham to go ice skating, then get a hot chocolate together before going to get some food. After we get the train home we'll go for a drink at the SO bar in town before walking home :)

Then at midnight I get to open my Christmas eve present!

We do this every year - at midnight we each get to open one present from the other. It's nice to open something without everyone being around. I can't wait til our first Christmas in our own place..

A bit of a ramble

James has finally got into the Christmas spirit but unfortunately the tree has took the brunt of it. He seems to have developed a fascination with snow spray. My nice pretty tree is now covered in oddly distributed blobs of snow.

Ah well, he seems happy now at least!

Oh god, that reminds me, I madly decided to cut James's hair today..

It went.. well..

Although I must point out that James is the most impatient person in the world. He was all twitchy and bored which is very unhelpful. I think I did rather well really - better than last time anyway.. (I cut his ear with the scissors)

His hair is now looking alot less lego-man like now.

Anyway, I am slowly psyching myself up for Sunday - my official first day back at Sainsbury's. I had to watch all of the random training videos at training (my favourite was the agression video with the 80 year old man who was going to punch the female employee because the shop had moved some tins)

Am afraid it will be weird and different.. I'm hoping my first shift will be with the people I used to work with. I can't believe it has been a year and a half since my last shift!

Thanks for the Christmas present Grandad ;)

Hurrah!

Opened strange scary official letter this morning and blinked madly at it (had duvet eyes..)

Have won £50 on my premium bonds! Weyhey! It's the first month I have had them!

Also went and got hours from Sainsbury's and they are great - 39 hours but saturday, tuesday, wednesday and CHRISTMAS EVE are off!

Just waiting for the third good thing to happen now...

Tis the season to panic wildly

Oh my god, time is whirling out of control.

13 days to go.

10 of which I will probably be at Sainsbury's wishing I was not (obviously ruining various peoples Christmas by not having any mushrooms or celeriac left).

That gives me 3 days to get everything done for Christmas! Gah! Have still got.. 7 presents to get! Thank the lord for Boots 3 for 2 mix and match..

V. excited about closeness of Christmas! Hope am not working on Christmas eve.. I would like to do festive type things with James (obviously am quite restricted as cannot do any snow activities -unless I go ice skating at the SnowDome! ooh!)

Ahhh Christmas..

Oh how I love this time of year. Everything twinkles, and for a short amount of time even the dowdiest places can look magical.

So snuggly and warm..

Wow, didn't realise how long I had left posting for..


Going home is a draining experience. I have to haul my brick of a laptop and all of my bags from uni to the station through all of the criminals by the law courts, past all the people huddling around the bus stops and whacking all of the irritating Christmas shoppers who amble around in groups out of my way.

While we are on the point I would just like to make an observation - why do people with small children feel the need to perform flanking manouvers on you? Bloody pushchairs span across the pavement and mow you down.. Whats more, they never apologise..

Anyway, as I was saying..
I got to my train and realised I had just missed one (the impact of slow shoppers on the ramp..) luckily there was another in half an hour. I wandered down to the platform and train was already there. Result!

Sat down in seat under heater.

Woke up in Tamworth.

Turns out that I had sat on the platform for 45 minutes due to the driver not turning up. My god - I must have been out cold.

When you have nothing much to say, ramble a little

I have no conscious thoughts as I type this blog..

In fact, I almost didn't write at all due to this fact.

And then I thought it might be interesting to see what came out.


On Saturday we took a journey up to Grandma's once more. The traffic was awful due to everyone crashing left right and centre on the M6. Part of the plan was to re-live the days of Salford when James would come up really early on a Wednesday morning after my 9am lecture and we would have a day out together, usually at the Trafford Centre. Wednesday was always the highlight of the week. Usually we would go to the cinema at the end of the day where I would cry for the last half hour of the film knowing that when the credits came the day would be at an end and James would head off down the motorway once more.

When we arrived at the queue for the Trafford Centre it stretched all the way onto the M60. James was not amused. (ahem.. I had made us over an hour late..) We crawled down the slip road and gradually made our way closer to the monstrocity of architecture that is the palace of shopping.

It says there are only 17 spaces left. We are in a queue of around 20 cars now. Dammit we have to beat them..

Crap. No spaces left. People are parking on verges..

700 spaces?!? How the hell?

A car park on the edge of the solar system opens and we trek across the car park, past the cargo containers, past the motorway, past the "you are now leaving the Trafford Centre" sign..

Damn it was cold.

Stupid idea to come to popular shopping centre on busiest shopping day of year. But still fun! Looked at lots of pretty things and made many hints.

At lunch we had a meal like we used to. The campest waitor in history served us, he was awful, unnattentive and made us wait ages for our drinks. Needless to say we gave no tip. (embarassed by this we left our money on the table and snook away!)

The film was awful. It was the cheesiest American feel good film I have ever seen and had many morals and Christmas lessons about sharing and being good to one another etc. etc. But it felt amazing to finish the film with a smile.

I relish every day I get to see the end of with James.

That much anticipation will always lead to a little dissapointment

WooHoo!

December the 1st!

Woke up this morning (early - had to go on site visit..) with pre-teenage excitement about opening my first door on my advent calendar. As ever, being the product of my Father, I had to wake up James so I had somebody to open it with me.

me: You go first.
James: (looking like a sleep deprived Hamster) Oh its the one at the top.
me: Ooh what's the picture!
James: Homer dressed as Santa...
me: my turn! Oh..
James: What?
me: There is just brown cardboard on my door..
James: Maybe the picture is behind the chocolate..

No. There was no image behind my chocolate. The chocolate itself, however, resembled a gnome.

The word anti-climax comes to mind...